The Play Divine
“Oh hermit! Know that there is no one here
What is, is God, as bliss throbs within spear”
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In sync with the divine dance underway
Vaporised self follows the pied piper
Mind recognising life, as but a play
Relying upon love, as its saviour
Flowing thus gently, in the stream divine
Essence of presence becomes a bliss mist
Head melds with heart in fusion to align
Joy unabating through both trough and crest
Delighting in journey without movement
As magnetic currents within do rise
Inner eye beholds self luminescent
Each bliss nuance felt, rapturous surprise
Love unifies thought of separateness
All then being, singular consciousness
25-January-2021
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